Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Monday, March 07, 2005

Taxicab Confessions

I had to be in pretty early this morning so I grabbed a cab. Everything was going well, we said good morning, exchanged pleasantries about the weather and NPR and then his phone rang. I generally have no problem with my cabbies talking on the cell, especially when I'm not in the chatting mood as I was this morning. This conversation was different. He was going on about the service he was getting on his car - the car we were in. This wasn't an oil change. The list included changing out the tires and brakes. Thank goodness it was a short ride.
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